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In the suburbs of Changsha City, the political envoy of Huguangbu, there is a courtyard with white walls and black tiles in the east of the countryside.

In the courtyard, a large courtyard is arranged with an altar and a tablet covered with a red cloth.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a pale face wrapped in a thick white cloth wrapped half of his head inserted a thick black sandalwood in the incense burner in front of the tablet, and after kneeling three times and bowing nine times, he knelt on the ground and prayed: "Buxiao disciple Tingyu worships the elder, the disciple was invited by Mu Sheng, a native of Changsha, a few days ago, to expel the fox demon who caused disaster to his family, but the demon is rampant, the disciple is invincible, the spell was broken, and the disciple's ear was cut off......"

At this point, the Taoist priest's face distorted, and he prayed loudly: "It is not a pity for the disciple to die, but he hates the rampant and rude demon who actually destroyed the altar of the law, damaged the patriarch's tablet, humiliated the patriarch, and humiliated our family, which is really a great shame! The disciple is incompetent, and he cannot kill this demon to wash away this shame, but he can only inform the elders and ask the elders to be the masters!"

After saying that, he knocked his head on the ground three times, and despite the bleeding after knocking his forehead, he bent down and lit the black sandalwood in the incense burner.

"Hoo ......"

After the sandalwood was lit, a pillar-like green smoke rose immediately, and it went straight up into the sky against the night wind......

"Hahaha......" Looking at the pillar of smoke that went straight into the sky, Tingyu, who was covered with blood, looked up to the sky and laughed, and after laughing for a long time, he pulled up his sleeve and wiped the blood on his face, and sat in front of the altar and waited quietly.

The red sun was rising, the light dispelled the night, and a sword light mixed with the light of the morning sun came from the sky to the courtyard where the Taoist priest Ting Yujing was.

"Are you Ting Yujing, a disciple of the Eastern Emperor Temple?" Dong Rengui stopped above the courtyard, overlooking the embarrassed Ting Yujing, and asked coldly.

"Yes, Xiaodao is Ting Yujing, a disciple of the Eastern Emperor Temple, dare to ask Shangxiu who is the master, but he came to eradicate that demon?" After waiting all night, Ting Yujing, who was waiting for the distraught, suddenly heard Dong Rengui's inquiry, looked up and found Dong Rengui's whereabouts, and was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and bowed his waist.

"Well, this master's surname is Dong, and he is the inspector of the Xuan Forbidden Pavilion, and he is here to report the Changsha demon fox who is ravaging the party for your Eastern Emperor Temple!" Dong Rengui bowed slightly, took out the Xuan Ban and took a photo on Ting Yujing's body, and said in a cold voice: "Since you are, why don't you quickly report the information of that demon fox?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ting Yujing was shocked by the white light emitted by the Xuan Ban and thought that this cultivator was going to deal with him, and couldn't help but stiffen with fright, until he saw that the white light was not abnormal on his body, he breathed a sigh of relief, and realized that this might be a way to identify himself, so he didn't care anymore, and talked about the demon fox he encountered.

“...... Three days ago, Mu Sheng, a local gentry in Changsha, came to Xiaodao for help, saying that there was a fox demon to trouble his family, disturbing them day and night, and begging Xiaodao to cast a spell to drive away the fox demon. ”

Ting Yujing sighed and said: "But I don't want him to come again the next day, saying that the fox demon tore up the talisman that Xiaodao gave him, and even worsened the scourge of his family, and even cried and begged Xiaodao to come forward to subdue the demon, helpless, Xiaodao could only open an altar in his house, and wanted to subdue the fox demon, but I didn't expect that the fox demon was extraordinary, and he actually took the lead, broke Xiaodao's spell, cut off one of Xiaodao's ears, and actually smashed the tablet of the ancestor of this sect!"

Speaking of this, Ting Yujing's face distorted, and he knelt down in front of Dong Rengui suddenly, kowtowing like pounding garlic and said: "It's not a pity for Xiaodao to die, but the dignity of this sect cannot be disgraced, so ask the mage to preside over justice!"

"Well, you know what you said about this mage. Listening to Ting Yujing finish talking about the whole story, Dong Rengui's face turned slightly pale, and said: "Your Eastern Emperor Temple's lineage has always been my Xuan Ban Your Excellency's Sect, you can rest assured, this master will make decisions for you in this matter." ”

"Master Xie, Master Xie......" Ting Yujing was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly kowtowed again and again to thank him.

"Alas, get up!" Dong Rengui stretched out his hand to help Ting Yujing, looking at his bloody forehead, he was urged by this task to rush to the unhappiness of the night dissipated most of it, he pinched the trick and hit a small rejuvenation technique and fell on Ting Yujing, recovered his injuries, and sighed: "Although the Dongdi Temple has declined, but with a disciple like you, the day of revival is not far away!"

"Master Xie helps! Master Xie praises! Xie ......" Ting Yujing felt the wound that healed in an instant, and thanked Dong Rengui again.

"Okay, don't say thank you, let's take this mage to the Mu family first. Dong Rengui raised his hand to interrupt Ting Yujing's gushing words of thanks, and fell into the courtyard and said, "Let's go and solve that fox demon first, and then talk about anything else!"

"Yes!" Ting Yujing was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately took Dong Rengui to the Mu family.

The Mu family was originally a poor family in Changsha, and although the head of the family, Mu Sheng, was a scholar, he did not gain fame in the examination, and second, he had no talent for writing, so he was only a poor scholar, and he was so poor that he did not have cotton clothes to wear in winter! It was not until more than a year ago that his family became rich.

Mu Sheng made a fortune very quickly, and in just one year's effort, his family became a family of gentry, accumulated a large amount of money, bought a huge family business, and lived in a high-ranking mansion.

But today, Mu Sheng's family has changed, his family is like being robbed, the walls are falling and the house is leaking, the doors and windows are smashed, Mu Sheng's family is like a mourning woman rummaging through valuable things in this house that is no different from the ruins, several businessmen are waiting on the side to buy the things they found at a low price, and Mu Sheng's wife is talking to the merchants about the price with a sad face.

When Dong Rengui and Ting Yujing came, they saw this scene.

"Mrs. Mu, is Mu Sheng here?" Ting Yujing led Dong Rengui to Mu Sheng's wife and asked.

"Well, yes, but he'...... Alas, the court chief should go and see for himself!" Seeing Ting Yujing, Mu Sheng's wife's eyes were very complicated, she wanted to say a word, then shook her head and led Ting Yujing to Dong Rengui to a slightly more complete house, pushed open the door, shouted inside, and said, "Mu Shengting Daoist has come to see you......"

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" There was a violent coughing sound in the room, and a weak male voice answered, "Chief Tingdao, please come in quickly, you can't go out to greet you, and please forgive me." ”

"It's okay," Ting Yujing glanced at Dong Rengui and saw that he didn't have a different color, so he walked into the room first......